I ran down the mountain, jumping to close rocks. I almost fell over the edge of the mountain, a river flowing beneath me. I waved my arms to keep my balance and rocked my bare feet. I jumped off and hit a rock close to the wall of the canyon. A sharp pain spread through my leg, but I caught myself from yelling. I jumped in the other direction and zigzagged down the walls, finally touching the ground. I looked up to see if the Vampires were coming, and sure enough, they were close behind.
My name is Destynee, and I'm a Half Blood Werewolf in the LightningVine tribe. I live in a large pack on the mountains I'm running from, but the Vamps were trying to run us out for territory. I was an orphan. I remember watching my parents being killed by Vamps when I was five. I watched them die right in front of me. A month after that I was turned into the most powerful Werewolf in the tribe. Now I was thirteen.
I dodged a big rock from underneath me. Werewolves ran pretty fast, about 50-80 miles per hour. Vampires ran just as fast, if not faster. I needed to find a big town fast, but out in Arizona, it was hard to find anywhere.
I looked for the end of the canyon. My wolf ears pointed upward on my head. Humans were coming. I changed into my wolf form, so they wouldn't suspect anything.
I hesitated to look back, but if I did I could run into something. I decided to just keep running. I pounced to the other side of the river to get out of the terrified Hikers' way. I slightly turned my crimson head, and saw the Vamps right behind on the other side of the river. I sped up and saw the end of the canyon. I turned back into my slender Human form.
When I got closer to the end, a gas station stood in view. I smiled in relief and continued running. I ran for a little bit longer, then tore open the doors.
"Can I use your phone?" I said to the lady at the desk, who was chewing gum loudly.
"No, kid, now shoo," she tapped her fingers on the counter.
"Please, Ma'am. It's an emergency," I said in an innocent voice.
"Fine, but make it quick," she slid the phone across the counter over to me.
I pulled Master's phone number out of my pocket. Hopefully she wasn't in trouble. I dialed it quickly and turned my head to see if the Vamps were coming in. They waited outside the door, hesitating to come inside.
"Hello?" Master's voice came on.
"Master, it's Destynee," I said, "I'm trapped inside a gas station."
The counter lady stared at me.
"Are you ok?" she almost screamed.
"Yeah, but more importantly, are YOU ok?" I said.
"Of course I'm fine. I've got Ava with me," She sighed.
Thank God, I thought.
Ava was the youngest Werewolf in the tribe. Only eight years old. She was like a sister to me.
"Hello, Destynee?" she said.
"What do I do? They're outside," I said, staring at the Vamps pasty white skin.
"Ask if they have a back exit you can go through. If not, check if the bathroom has windows," Master said.
"Ok, thanks, Master. I'll call you when I get somewhere safe," I nodded.
"Alright, my Lightning Child," Master hung up.
Lightning Child, huh? Most powerful child in the pack.
I hung up and went to go look in the back for an exit.
